Friday, March 03, 2006

Meatloaf and Potatoes

ARgh. I am annoyed. (with myself) I have prepared edible meals for days on end ... until tonight. I am in the bedroom with the laptop while the poor saps out in the kitchen eat undercooked potatoes, and less than my best meat loaf.

I had to make enough to feed 19 people. I think I messed up when I was doubling and quadrupling the recipies. The potatoes are au-gratin but they are of the chewy, undercooked variety.

Everyone was sitting at the table ready to go. I asked Troy to pray a 10 to 12 minute dinner prayer to save me from putting the potatoes out undercooked. His prayer was 3 minutes and now; here we are. I even suggested we go around the table and share something like the first day of school. No support from Troy.

I had four meatloafs and a huge honkin pan of potatoes in the oven at once. There is only one rack in my oven. Does the heat not handle that much food at once or something???? I set to the second biggest dot which usually seems to equal 400 degrees.

I was four for four up until tonight. There goes the confidence that was building. Going, going, gone.

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Who we are...

To Reach Us: Livesayfamily@gmail.com - We live, learn, love, & work and sometimes go slowly crazy in Port au Prince, Haiti. In the 13+ years we've been here, one thing we've learned: God is not made manifest in our ability to "fix" or heal, but in our need to be healed. Recognizing this weakness leaves us in a position of having little to offer. It reveals our own need to be restored to wholeness. We are not fixers of people or countries or things. We are here trying to extend empathy, love and grace to others, the way it has been extended to us.

May God bless us with discomfort at easy answers, half-truths, and superficial relationships - so that we may live deep within our hearts. May God bless us with anger at injustice, oppression, and exploitation of people - so that we may work for justice, freedom, and peace. May God bless us with tears to shed for those who suffer pain, rejection, hunger, and war - so that we may reach out our hand to comfort them and to turn their pain into joy. And may God bless us with enough foolishness to believe that we can make a difference in the world - so that we can do what others claim cannot be done, to bring justice and kindness to all our children and the poor. Amen. (Franciscan Benediction)

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